Turning Point Part 2
A Bondage Club Story
Chapter 5: Pain and Pleasure**
Valeria’s hand snaps away from my jaw as she takes a step back looking down upon me.
“Not in your nature?” she repeats, while Cassia strides toward me, coiling her whip like a snake preparing to strike.
“Then we’ll remake your nature."
“Please, Mistress, I beg you! I … just … can’t!"
Valeria’s boot crashes into my ribs with brutal precision, flipping me on my back as Cassia’s shadow looms over me, her whip already descending toward my exposed thighs.
“Can’t?” Valeria hisses, grinding her stiletto into my chest while Cassia’s leather cracks across my inner thighs, cracking the skin open, carving a bloody ugly welt into my flesh.
“We’ll carve *can’t* out of you with violet sparks and shredded flesh.”
I let out an almost inhuman scream as the pain shoots up to my brain and I instantly burst into tears while my hands dash instinctively on my thigh, rubbing the welt, desperately trying to soothe the pain. Cassia’s second strike lands across my other thigh, the leather slicing through my flesh as Valeria grinds her stiletto deeper into my chest almost making my ribs crack.
“Silence is submission!”
Cassia snarls, her whip delivering lash after lash while Valeria watches my tears smear my mascara all over my face, her voice glacial:
“Your nature ends where my boot begins.”
The violet wand hums back to life in Valeria’s hand, as she lowers it toward my heaving abdomen—a silent promise of currents sharper than leather.
While Cassia’s whip cracks on my body, delivering lash after lash, painting bloody welts parallel to each other her eyes lighten up with satisfaction and pleasure, an unmistakable lust gripping her. I writhe helplessly on the floor, as my hands try to cover my body frantically, some lashes hitting them as well. I scream and growl, sobbing constantly, my body rocked by spasms as my mind slowly descends into the abyss where there is nothing but pain… constant, excruciating pain, each crack making me clench my teeth until, at some point I bite my tongue hard and taste my own blood in my mouth.
As my screams dissolve into wet, guttural sobs, Valeria watches my teeth tear into my own tongue with detached fascination, crimson dripping down my chin on the floor where Elara’s blood still stains the woodgrain.
“Your blood sings prettier than your pleas,” Valeria murmurs, pressing the humming violet wand against my lips as Cassia’s next lash lands vertically across my thighs—crosshatching pain into a living grid of agony.
I buck, burying Valeria’s heel deeper into my sternum. My head starts spinning and I shake it vigorously trying to escape the touch of the dreaded wand. It is hopeless though, and the violet wand finds my mouth and sears my bitten tongue, locking my jaw in an electric rictus scream. Cassia’s whip cracks across my spasming thighs, as Valeria leans into her heel’s pressure.
“Fight only amplifies the current, pet.”
My vision tunnels, darkness encroaching at the edges as Elara’s weak whimpers blend with my own choked gurgling. As in a dream I see Cassia lower her whip and dash to Elara with her eyes filled with lust and arousal. She quickly unstraps the girl from the bench and drags her by the hair back to me. Yanking her on her knees, Cassia lifts her skirt up and shoves her pussy onto Elara’s mouth.
As she raises her whip ready to resume her work on my body, Cassia barks:
“Make me cum, toy! You’d better do it before I tear the flesh off Ramona’s bones”
Elara chokes against Cassia’s crotch, her muffled sobs vibrating through her lips as the whip cracks back down across my breasts delivering fresh agony while Cassia snarls:
“Faster, slut, unless you want her skin flayed!”
Elara’s tongue dashes out her mouth and she starts working frantically on Cassia’s clit, wiggling and licking. She seems to be doing a good job, as Cassia starts moaning and her hits on my body become more erratic, as she grinds on Elara’s face, close to the edge. Finally, Cassia’s whip-hand falters mid-strike as Elara’s frenzied licking hits its mark, her thighs clamping around Elara’s face with a guttural moan while the leather strap falls slack against my breasts. Valeria observes Cassia’s shuddering climax with detached curiosity, her violet wand humming louder as Cassia collapses backward against the restraint bench, breathless and trembling.
Chapter 6 Pleasure and Pain
“Enough distractions."
Valeria casually shoves her wand into my pussy, delivering another brief searing shock, making my entire body buck again, while she gestures to Cassia and says:
“Cassia, restrain both toys to the breeding bench. Ramona’s empathy needs… recalibration.”
Cassia staggers upright, seizing Elara’s hair and dragging her toward the heavy oak bench, placing her face-up on the wood, before shackling her wrists and ankles with brutal efficiency.
Valeria releases her boot from my chest only to haul me up by my hair, tossing me atop Elara’s limp body. “Bind her facing the girl,” she orders Cassia, who buckles my wrists above Elara’s head and secures my thighs painfully wide against hers.
Valeria traces the violet wand down my spine to rest against my spread thighs, humming louder.
“Observe, Ramona,” she purrs, pressing the electrodes to Elara’s inner thigh making the girl jerk with a guttural scream.
“Pain shared is intimacy earned.”
I scream as I feel the jolt cut through my body as well. Scream? No… I am too weak to scream anymore. My body is a mess. Covered in bloody welts, every inch of it seems to be just a burning, excruciating pain. My voice is faint and hoarse, my throat dry and glued to cinch. I feel my mind slowly drifting away into nothingness, my willpower all but gone. I groan faintly, and manage to whisper one more time:
“Mistress, please, have mercy. I can’t take anymore. I beg you. Let me serve you in … another way.”
The Mistress withdraws the violet wand from Elara’s thigh just as my hoarse whisper dissolves into silence, but Cassia’s whip cracks on my back before Valeria can respond.
“Mercy?” Valeria murmurs, as Cassia’s next strike lands horizontally across my shoulder blades.
“Your service begins where your limits end.”
Cassia’s whip cracks across my so far untouched back with brutal precision, the leather slicing fresh welts that bloom crimson on my skin as I writhe on top of Elara, our bodies grinding together in shared agony, sweat and blood mingling where skin meets skin. Valeria observes the friction with glacial fascination, her violet wand humming softly as she says:
“You beg for mercy, yet you embrace suffering like a lover.”
Cassia’s whip pauses mid-air as the Mistress leans closer, her breath cold against my ear:
“Perhaps you crave this more than you admit."
With a flick of her wrist, she presses the violet wand again to Elara’s inner thigh again—the jolt arches Elara’s back violently, her scream tearing through the room as the electric current transfers through my skin into my own nerves, locking us both in a shared convulsion.
I squirm and wince, rubbing my breasts to Elara’s breasts, my nipples hardening while her whimpers sync with my own guttural groans. My crotch presses against hers, instinctively seeking that touch, rubbing, trying to find some pleasure within this abyss of pain. As Cassia’s whip dances on my back, painting welt after welt into my skin, Valeria keeps delivering burning shocks through both our thighs. I moan and groan as my arousal builds up, my pussy throbbing and dripping wet, the symphony of pleasure and pain sending me quickly close to the edge until I feel Elara’s teeth sink into my shoulder as her climax tears through her—a raw, sobbing convulsion that triggers my own explosive release, our mutual screams harmonizing with the violet wand’s crackle as Cassia watches our entwined shuddering with glacial satisfaction.
“Hah! True pain sluts these two are, Mistress! Cumming like that from pain!”
Cassia cackles with a cruel smirk.
Valeria withdraws the violet wand with a contemptuous flick as Cassia’s cruel laughter echoes through the blood-scented air, her eyes sweeping over our shuddering bodies still locked in post-orgasmic tremors.
“On your knees, both of you.” Valeria’s command slices through Elara’s ragged sobs and my own exhausted whimpers.
Cassia unshackles our wrists and ankles with brutal efficiency, dragging us onto the parquet as Elara collapses beside me, her breath coming in wet, shuddering gasps. Valeria towers over our trembling bodies, looking down upon our bruised and broken bodies.
“Rewards are for trained pets,” she murmurs, pressing the electrodes of the wand against Elara’s collarbone.
The jolt arches Elara’s spine violently, her scream tearing through the room as Valeria turns her fractured gaze upon me.
“You’ll learn to crave agony without climax,” she snarls as her wand closes in on my crotch.
As I look at the tall Mistress with utter horror in my eyes, Elara suddenly twists, her eyes wild.
“No more,” she rasps through split lips. “Please… Mistress Valeria… I’ll break her for you.”
Cassia’s boot slams onto Elara’s spine, pinning her as Valeria cocks her head.
“Interesting,” she purrs. “Prove it.”
Cassia’s boot presses harder into Elara’s spine, as Valeria lowers her violet wand with glacial curiosity. “Break her?” she murmurs, her fractured gaze shifting between Elara’s desperate eyes and my trembling body.
“Show me devotion deeper than pain-triggered ecstasy—make her weep, make her … surrender completely.”